[se] we come in waves

we're always running scared but holding knives

"Mm," Isla agrees with his disappointment, but it doesn't last for long, the Remedy arching an eyebrow at him. "But you know, I can dream with you now." Which, even though it has tumbled from her lips somewhat nonchalantly, is a huge deal, one she hasn't given the space to appreciate just yet. "Assuming you can still do that?" As he's said, he'd just become a ball of fire - Remi might have lost and gained other powers that Isla isn't aware of.

Speaking of the fireball, though, "Why did you decide to look for me like that?" she wonders. "I mean, you were looking for me, right? On purpose?" And she'd run the fuck away, understandably so.

Not knowing quite what to expect given the reactions she's so used to from the Lullaby, Isla wisely remains silent for a few moments to let him storm off or go on a verbal tirade mentally digest everything. And when he speaks, she's surprised by the fresh sting of tears she feels behind her eyes, the Remedy shivering out a sigh and nodding. "I've had easier seasons," she agrees quietly. "And I wasn't exactly well-behaved either, it isn't all your fault. I just... it was so hard to see you and not..."[/say Gesturing between them, she hopes it doesn't need words for him to understand.

Isla